My Husband Bought a Villa for His Secretary's DogChapter 1

In the fifth year of our marriage, the impoverished individual I sponsored became my husband's secretary.

In the sixth year of our marriage, my husband bought a villa for his secretary's dog.

This happened because the secretary posted an update on her Instagram saying: [My dog is my baby. Whoever gives it a home is its daddy!]

In less than three days, the secretary posted a photo on her Instagram.

It showed two hands, a man and a woman, holding a white Samoyed dog.

The caption read: [Our family of three.]

The man wore a wedding ring the same as mine.

I casually clicked "like", and the post was quickly deleted.

A few minutes later, my husband, who had been away from home for half a month, called me angrily and scolded, "Isn't it just taking back your shares in the company?! I've always said that everyone has their own expertise, and Ava is better at managing the company than you! Are you bored now and deliberately sent her offensive private messages?"

There were also faint, soft cries of someone sobbing in the background.

I was confused, and before I could explain myself, the call was abruptly ended.

Half an hour later, Ava Stone posted another update on Instagram to show off, and the picture attached was the contract of the shares that had just been taken away from me.

The caption read: [If a man loves you, he will give you everything and place it in your hands! If not, then it's the opposite.]

In the post, she went to great lengths to specifically mention me by tagging my username.

I sneered and took a screenshot to keep the evidence.

It turned out that she was still young and impatient.

She still didn't understand that, in the face of personal interests, love was not worth mentioning.

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When Eric Marshall suddenly called me and scolded me just now, I was contacting the best lawyer to prepare for filing for divorce.

Just two weeks ago, Eric used my illness as an excuse to take away 20% of my controlling shares in the company.

He claimed that it was for me to rest and not worry about the company.

But then, he bought a luxurious villa for his secretary, Ava's dog.

The bank cards were still in my possession, and I received text messages with the transaction details on my phone. I was stunned for several seconds.

He didn't even bat an eye at the extravagant expenditure of tens of millions of dollars.